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I don't know much about dogs, but the black dog in front of me is domineering on the outside, and it is not an ordinary dog!

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Such a dog knows that it is extraordinary just by looking at it, but I don't understand why the person in front of me said that he killed it.

The dog is led by an uncle, who is very stout, but he smells of pigs all over his body, and it smells bad.

If it smells bad, I have to stay close to him, who made me take a fancy to this black dog?

"Uncle, are you going to slaughter this dog?" I came to him and intercepted.

He looked at me a little bored and said get out of here, I don't have time to play with you.

After saying that, he bumped into me, and his huge and stout body was like a small hill for me not to get out of the way, so as not to be hurt by him.

I dodged to the side and watched as he dragged the black dog on his way to the dog meat stall.

The black dog actually looked back at me at this time, coldly. It wasn't cold, and I couldn't tell what it was like, so I just looked at it indifferently, and then turned around and continued to follow the man.

There was no fear in its face, no resistance to it, as if it knew nothing, and did not know that the fate that awaited it now was death.

I don't know how to describe how I feel about it, but the heart for it is stronger.

I gritted my teeth and trotted over to my uncle again, opening my hands.

"Uncle, don't kill it!" because I was afraid, so I spoke a little loudly.

The uncle stopped, and it seemed that the loud voice had taken effect.

"Little hairy boy, do you want to die?" said the uncle in a deep voice.

I could feel the impatience and anger in his words, and I could feel it in his face, and in his thick arms with many black hairs.

But I didn't back down, and today I'm going to keep this black dog!

"Uncle, how much does your dog sell? I'll buy it!" I wouldn't be stupid enough to ask him to give me the dog, and now it's the most practical time to say that the money is the most practical.

He's not going to slaughter the dogs? It's not the same as selling the dogs to the dog dealers, it's also about the money. So now I give him money and the result is the same.

I don't want to try to provoke him, I think he should be a butcher, a pig killer or something, the pig killer looks like this, and he also smells of pigs. And I know that these people are more prone to anger, and once they are angry, they will do anything.

So I just want to try to accommodate his original intentions and not do meaningless things, and just talk about money.

"Do you have a lot of money?" he smiled.

His smile was ugly, and it was so hideous and terrifying that I couldn't help but take a step back.

"I—I don't have any money, but I ......"

"Don't do it, if you don't have any money, get out of here!" he said, leading the black dog and walking towards it, without the slightest intention of stopping.

I dodged again and stood aside.

I had to dodge, and if I were to be hit by him in this case, I would have lost it.

Three of me is enough for him to be wide for one person......

"Uncle, listen to me, you want to buy it anyway, what's wrong with me paying for it? I can give you a little more money, I don't have any money, but I can borrow it from a friend, as long as you say, I'll try to scrape together enough money for you." I turned my back to him.

He stopped again, looked me up and down, and said I don't want money, I'm going to slaughter it, and see it die.

I glared, and I didn't know what to say.

He said so, what else can I do? I do like this black dog, and I don't think it's ordinary, but the dog is uncle's, can I still grab it?

"Uncle, why do you have to watch it die? Dogs are good friends of man. "I realized that I was crazy, and I knew that this would provoke my uncle, but I still rushed over and stopped him again.

This time the uncle was not polite to me, and the other free big hand swept over my shoulder, directly sweeping me until I flew out, staggered, did not stand firmly, and sat on the ground.

This time the uncle's behavior disgusted many people, and they were originally just watching the excitement of onlookers, and they blamed one after another, saying that he was so big that even children beat him.

The uncle looked smug at first, and didn't pay any attention to this. But then several aunts scolded the uncle vigorously, and he couldn't stand it anymore and began to roar.

He said what was wrong with him that I was going to kill my dog? This doll keeps stopping me and making me unhappy, and he deserves it.

He also said that this dog is a white-eyed wolf, and his chickens have been running low for the past few days, and he can't imagine that he was eaten by this dog, and whether such a dog should be killed!

In a few words, in the end, there were fewer people to blame, because what the uncle said was indeed reasonable.

And these are all onlookers, and they will definitely not investigate whether what the uncle said is right or wrong, but people have said it, and they are angry, so they avoid it and dare not say more.

By this time, too, I had already gotten back up and stopped him again.

This time, the uncle didn't attack me directly, but looked at me uncertainly, saying What do you want, anyway, I slaughtered the dog.

I didn't speak, I looked at him, my eyes didn't move. I made up my mind to take this dog away today.

He said you won't get out of the way!

I didn't.

"I'll say it again, let it or not let it!" the uncle roared again, and the voice was so loud that the onlookers were frightened to take a step back.

I was so frightened that my heart trembled and contracted, and finally it became difficult for me to breathe.

His eyes were large, bulging out, and bloodshot all over his eyes......

When I met his eyes, I don't know why I felt like he was looking at my neck, could it be that he was aiming at my neck and then pulling out a knife or something to wipe my neck?

I shuddered at the thought of this, thinking that he must not be so bold. This is in broad daylight......

"Who gave you that copper coin?" he said, his voice still cold.

The copper coin he said was the Shunzhi Tongbao that my maternal great-grandmother mailed me, and of course I am still not sure if it was sent to me by my maternal great-grandmother or someone else.

But before I left home that day, I tied the copper coin with a red rope and put it around my neck.

"Great-grandmother, what's wrong?" I asked rhetorically.

Don't you know that my copper coin is an old antique and valuable? Ready to exchange the black dog for me? This is not good! Resolutely.

His face was very unsightly, cloudy and uncertain, and his hands were still trembling slightly, and it felt like he was ready to do it to me again, maybe this time it was a slap in the face.

I tensed my body, gritted my teeth, and waited for this moment to come. In order to get the black dog, he also admitted to being beaten.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of you, it's yours. The uncle suddenly sighed and said.

Suddenly, I thought I was dazzled, and I didn't know it was true until he handed me the leash that was holding the black dog.

The uncle gave me a rope to turn around and leave, and I called out to him.

"What's the matter?

I hurriedly shook my head and said no, then took out all the money I brought with me and handed it to him: "Uncle, this is money, a total of more than five hundred, I don't know if it's enough." ”

Unexpectedly, the uncle laughed and said I don't want your money, the dog is yours.

I looked at him in disbelief, I couldn't connect him to the fierce man I had just had.

I gritted my teeth and finally insisted on giving him the money.

He looked at me again with the same eyes he had used before, and pulled one out of my hand.

"One is a dog, and now I'm angry, if I still have fire, I may not buy you more than ten if I keep it." 1 He said.

I looked at him gratefully and said thank you repeatedly.

He waved at me and disappeared into the crowd of people who were clapping and snapping. I said thank you to the people around me who had defended me before walking with the black dog to the rented quarters.

You can't keep a dog in the dormitory, so I had to take it to the rented place for the time being.

It was my relative's house, and the house was empty and empty, so it was for me to help him look at the house.

I've been living here since the school accident, but now I'm bringing the black dog here, keeping it on a leash and going back to find something for him to eat.

I heard that dogs have to be raised from an early age to be obedient in order to recognize their owners. The black dog is a big dog, and I just took over, so I didn't dare to let go of it, for fear that it would attack me.

If I don't attack me, I might run away, and it will be easier said than done to find it.

Dogs like to eat meat, so I picked some out of them, took them out from the basin I usually eat, and put them on the ground for them to eat.

It didn't see life, so it immediately stepped forward after putting the basin, sniffed it, and then opened its mouth to eat.

I crouched down and watched it eat.

It seemed to be hungry and ate quickly, but my mind was focused on its teeth.

The incisors, canines, and molars are hideous, sharp and sharp, and they have a lot of force, especially when biting meat, I always feel that it is biting my arm, not to mention that feeling makes me afraid.

It gnawed for a while, and finally finished eating, lay on the ground and looked at me with a very innocent look, and then rolled its eyes to look at the house.

It seems to be boring, but I'm actually bored too.

"Hey, what's your name?" I said.

Since I'm bored with it, let's do something that boring people do.

Of course, it won't open its mouth to talk to me, but its eyes don't turn away, and it looks at me as if it understands me.

I was excited by this discovery, and I asked him where he lived, if he had any brothers, a white dog, a flower dog, and how old he was, after all, animals are different in age than people......

I asked a lot, and it just looked at me for how long, and when I finished speaking, it skimmed its eyes and continued to look at the flowers and plants around and the tables and chairs.

How do I feel at this moment that it is despising me......

I smiled bitterly, and said in my heart that this must be an illusion, how can a dog despise me?

I stood up and squatted for a long time with numb feet. As I stretched, something suddenly occurred to me.

"From now on, you will be called Baiyun!" I pointed at it with my finger, invincible in the world, a little domineering.

It turned its head to look at me and moved, I thought it was going to attack me, but it didn't, it sat up, stuck its tongue out at me, and wagged its tail.

It seems that it also likes the name......

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